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My son paid me a high compliment today, inadvertently and casually. When he asked if there was rice for lunch,
My grand aunt loved my dad very much. She was his mami (maternal uncle’s wife). They had no children of
A song I last heard maybe forty years ago had me howling this afternoon. I used to listen to it
The year I celebrated my fiftieth birthday, I was blocked by my two oldest friends. Blocked from their lives as
They came for the music last Tuesday evening. I remember the song playing on my sound dock – Soul Asylum’s
I bought into it for years – you know, the whole grit your teeth and smile through the pain scenario.
(This is a piece of fiction) The dog is awake. Even though I sneak in as quietly as I can,
I wanted to write about life: birth and renewal. On the balcony are newly emerged saplings of melon, red ginger
Dark night of the soul Ends in a long breath. The tight clenched fist Opens, time runs out. Things once
We all know the variations on the theme: Look before; No point crying over; Don’t burn your. All the tales
